After Wen Yuan joined Vanke, she was very successful in many analyses, especially the various analyzes related to Fu. She was always the best and most accurate.
It stands to reason that such an outstanding woman should be very proud, even a little arrogant.
But Wen Yuan has always been the most low-key and the least contentious, whether outside or in Vanke.
Wen Yuan has an almost old-fashioned habit of writing only with carbon pencils. She writes quickly and beautifully in small regular script. She is as perfect as herself and cannot be faulted.
The gorgeous night opened, the lights were bright, and Wen Yuan stayed alone in the office to work overtime. She could clearly hear the sound of the carbon pen scratching on the paper, and she felt restless.
Until she heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Wen Yuan mustered up the courage to stand up.
It was the leader who was getting ready to get off work. He saw her and smiled: "Xiaoyuan, hard work is a good thing. Don't work too hard. Go home early."
Wen Yuan's face was serious, "I, I have something to tell you."
"Huh? Say."
"I heard that we got an opportunity to interview Fu Shiyan, and I want to fight for it."
The leader's expression changed instantly. He had already decided that the person who was going to interview Fu Shiyan would be an old reporter.
Logically speaking, it is not a good thing for a newly transferred employee to show off like this, as it will cause a lot of criticism.
Wen Yuan seemed to see what he was thinking and quickly explained, "I just think this is an opportunity to improve. You have also read the questions I asked in my last interview with Fu Shiyan. I think it is pretty good. To be honest, I
I want to climb up, so I hope you can give me this opportunity. I will perform my best and will not let you down."
The leader pondered and remained silent for a while.
He has seen many ambitious subordinates over the years, and she is the first one who can express all her ambitions so sincerely.
Wen Yuan was so nervous that she wrung her hands together.
"Okay." He relaxed.
Wen Yuan curled her lips.
"I let you go for two reasons. First, you did well last time. Second, I admire your courage. But if you don't do well, I can punish you.
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Wen Yuan smiled and said, "I promise to complete the task."
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But unfortunately, Fu Shiyan missed the appointment again.
He had more important engagements today than the interview, and the interview was not over until the agreed time.
Wen Yuan was sitting in Fu's living room with cold black coffee in hand. It was already very late. The assistant from the secretary's office had come to inform her several times that Fu Shiyan would not be coming today and the interview time would be scheduled next time.
But Wen Yuan sniffed and smiled every time, "It doesn't matter, I'll just wait."
After the dinner, it was already early in the morning. When we got in the car, the secretary handed over the sobering medicine at the right time, and Fu Shiyan took it without blinking.
When the car started, the secretary suddenly thought of something, "I just got a call from someone from the company, saying that the researcher I had arranged to interview has been waiting for you at Fu's and is unwilling to leave no matter what."
Fu Shiyan's eyelids moved slightly, "When did the call come?"
"Two hours ago, if you calculate carefully, she should have been waiting for six hours."
The man didn't speak for a while.
It finally rained. The suffocatingly hot summer ushered in a rain on this night. Big raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water vapor.
After a long time, the man said, "Go back to the Fu family."
"What? But you have been working for a long time today..."